Blurb:It seemed only natural to
nickname them the ‘Onslow Boys’. Every time they swaggered in the front door of
the Onslow Hotel after a hard week’s work, their laughter was loud and genuine
as they settled onto their bar stools. I peeked through the restaurant
partition, a flimsy divider between my world and theirs. I couldn’t help but
smile whenever I saw them, saw him ... Toby Morrison.Quiet seventeen-year-old Tess
doesn’t relish the thought of a summertime job. She wants nothing more than to
forget the past haunts of high school and have fun with her best friends before
the dreaded Year Twelve begins.To Tess, summer is when
everything happens: riding bikes down to the lake, watching the fireworks at
the Onslow Show and water bomb fights at the sweltering Sunday markets.How did she let her friends talk
her into working?After first-shift disasters,
rude, wealthy tourists and a taunting ex-boyfriend, Tess is convinced nothing
good can come of working her summer away. However, Tess finds unlikely allies
in a group of locals dubbed ‘The Onslow Boys’, who are old enough to drive cars,
drink beer and not worry about curfews. Tess’s summer of working expands her
world with a series of first times with new friends, forbidden love and
heartbreaking chaos.All with the one boy she has
never been able to forget.It will be a summer she will
always remember.
Warning:
sexual references, and occasional coarse language
Book Links:
Amazon (U.S) Digital/Amazon (U.S) Paperback/Amazon (U.K) Digital/(U.K) Paperback/Barnes and Noble/Apple iBooks/Kobo/FACEBOOK (The Boys of Summer)
C.J Duggan is an Australian
author who lives with her husband in a rural border town of New South Wales,
Australia.
The Boys of Summer is Book One in
her Mature Young Adult Romance Series.
For more on C.J and ‘The Summer
Series’, visit www.cjdugganbooks.com.
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And now for the excerpt (Yum):
“Don’t you dare.” I grabbed his arm, pulling him backwards. His eyes darted to where my hand rested on him. I didn’t move my hand, I couldn’t physically bring myself to break the contact; all of a sudden there were no smiles, no jokes, just him and me and our space on the couch. I could only hear the music and be aware of the heat of his skin and the rapid rise and fall of my chest in this moment.The only thing that snapped me out of my daze was Toby’s words which seemed low and raspy.“Is Adam your boyfriend?” His gaze flicked over my face as he waited for my answer. My mouth gaped open; I couldn’t hide the fact I was dumbfounded by the question.I blinked quickly and took my hand from his arm. I struggled to construct a legible sentence.“Oh – um, no, we’re just friends, it’s not like that.”His stony expression didn’t falter, didn’t reveal any kind of emotion. He was so hard to read, and I wanted to read him so badly. He gave a small nod and handed me the CD cover.“Better go and make sure these guys aren’t cheating.” And without another word, he got up and headed towards the pool table.
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